May I take your order? (Private, between ABLb0y and myself)

[Tritium]

"A... And you, you just let him stab you? Did... did you go to a hospital, call the police...?" He felt sick to the stomach just thinking how the entire scene had gone on. There must have been so much blood...
He grabbed onto the edges of the chair, trying hard to keep himself from falling off it. It all started as a simple business... and now... it... it...

[Luvtehyaoi]

"I called him a bastard, and he called the ambulance, and the police to turn himself in. I didn't forgive him, i mean, would you?" James said, tears forming in his eyes.

[Tritium]

At that point, none of James's words managed to reach him. He felt dizzy, as though the entire room had started spinning around him, like a crazy merry-go-round. He blinked desperately, hoping it would stop, but it didn't, it just kept spinning faster and faster. He felt like throwing up.
Scars, fighting, stabbing, blood, pain, disappointment, sorrow, tears, they were simply too much for him to take in all at once.
"I... I..."
He grabbed hold of the table, trying to get up, and run to the bathroom, but he'd lost his sense of orientation, as well as his balance, so he only managed to take one step, before laying down on the floor, unconscious...

[Luvtehyaoi]

James screamed, before kneeling before the man's side. He picked him up gingerly, carried him into the bedroom, and placed him on his bed.

[Tritium]

It took him about a half an hour to come back to his senses. He still felt a bit queasy, but he'd gotten through the worst of it. James was by his side.
"I'm sorry for having inconvenienced you" he muttered. He was sorry he'd even asked James about the circumstances in which his relationship had come to an end. Forcing him to relive such painful memories...
He was so ashamed of what he'd done. "I'm really sorry, but... can I please sleep on your couch, tonight? I... I... can't go home like this..."

[Luvtehyaoi]

James nodded. "Of course. I'm sorry i scared you like that..."

[Tritium]

"No... It's not your fault..." Blake tried to get up, but he felt so weak he could only roll over on one side. He sighed, staring aimlessly, while facing away from his host. Perhaps it was better not to look at him...
"I apologize for having subjected you to such a painful interrogation. It had absolutely no right to do that..."
He felt so bad about the whole story, he just couldn't speak anymore. When that blond haired hottie first came into his restaurant, Blake thought he was an ordinary gorgeous looking guy, with a successful career, and a lovely maiden, waiting for him at home. Turned out he was an ordinary, gorgeous looking guy, maybe he did have a successful career, Blake never asked him, but not a very successful love life.

[Luvtehyaoi]

James started stroking Blake's hair. "No, you were right to be curious. I mean, when you look like this, it's kind of hard to imagine being dumped." He joked.

[Tritium]

Blake ignored his last comment, and slowly rolled back, to meet his eyes. "I know this is going to bring you little to no comfort, but I'm really sorry for what happened between you and your lover..."
He gathered all of his strength, to get up, on a sitting stance, and touched James's shirt, lifting it up a bit, to have a closer look at the scar he had on his ripped abs. He was afraid the room would start spinning with him again, or that he might lose it, and make a mess all over his benevolent host's clothes and bed sheets. He closed his eyes, slowly opening them, and taking deep breaths, to calm himself, and gradually familiarize himself with that painful memory, forever engraved on James's body.
"Does it still hurt?" Blake whispered on a low tone, reaching out his other hand, to touch it. He hesitated for a while, but then, he finally found the courage to brush against it, with his fingertips...

[Luvtehyaoi]

James pulled back, wincing slightly. "A little..." He replied.